Rowaf Nahhas > Rowaf's Quotes

“البشر يميلون إلى الاستخفاف بما لا يمكنهم فهمه”
― Elif Safak

“حياتك حافلة، مليئة، كاملة، أو هكذا يخيل إليك، حتى يظهر فيها شخص يجعلك تدرك ما كنت تفتقده طوال هذا الوقت.
مثل مرآة تعكس الغائب لا الحاضر، تريك الفراغ فى روحك، الفراغ الذى كنت تقاوم رؤيته.”
― Elif Shafak, The Forty Rules of Love

“ما لم نتعلّم كيف نحبّ خلق الله، فلن تستطيع أن نحبّ حقاً ولن نعرف الله حقاً".”
― Elif Safak

“إن عشاق الله لا ينفذ صبرهم مطلقاً، لأنهم يعرفون أنه لكي يصبح الهلال بدراً، فهو يحتاج إلى وقت".”
― Elif Safak

“ألا يقول الله
{ وَنَحْنُ أَقْرَبُ إِلَيْهِ مِنْ حَبْلِ الْوَرِيدِ }
فالله لا يقبع بعيداً في السموات العالية ، بل يقبع في داخل كل منا
لذلك فهو لا يتخلى عنا ، فكيف له أن يتخلى عن نفسه؟”
― إليف شافاق, The Forty Rules of Love

“يوجد نوع واحد من القذارة لا يمكن تطهيرها بالماء النقي، وهو لوثة الكراهية والتعصب التي تلوّث الروح”
― Elif Safak

“يحكى الواحد منا عن أمر موجع لحجب الأمر الأكثر ايلاما”
― رضوى عاشور

“عادة ما أشعر انى خفيفة قادرة على ان أطير وأنا مستقرة فى مقعد أقرأ رواية ممتعة. حين أشعر بنفسى ثقيلة أعرف أنى على مشارف نوبة جديدة من الاكتئاب”
― رضوى عاشور, فرج

“جميل اننا ما زلنا قادرين على البكاء فالدموع هي خلاصنا إذ ان هناك اوقاتا ان لم نستطع البكاء فيها فسوف نموت”
― جوزيه ساراماجو, Blindness

“ما أصعب أن يكون المرء مبصراً في مجتمع أعمى”
― جوزيه ساراماجو

“Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl. An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be. But a great artist-a master-and that is what Auguste Rodin was-can look at an old woman, protray her exactly as she is...and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be...and more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo, or even you, see that this lovely young girl is still alive, not old and ugly at all, but simply prisoned inside her ruined body. He can make you feel the quiet, endless tragedy that there was never a girl born who ever grew older than eighteen in her heart...no matter what the merciless hours have done to her. Look at her, Ben. Growing old doesn't matter to you and me; we were never meant to be admired-but it does to them.”
― Robert Heinlein

“Only the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

“Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.”
― Leonardo da Vinci

“If I had my life to live over again, I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once every week.”
― Charles Darwin, The Autobiography of Charles Darwin, 1809–82

“أعتقد أنني أنا التي أخذت قرار التخلي عن الشعر. خشية أن أصبح أدنى منه.
أن تحترم الشعر, حدّ الإعتراف في أول خيانة له بأنك لم تعد شاعراً. هي الطريقة الوحيدة لتحافظ على لقب شاعر, ولو بينك وبين نفسك.”
― أحلام مستغانمي

“Nothing strengthens authority so much as silence.”
― Leonardo da Vinci

“أيقظ شعورك بالمحبة إن غفا...لولا الشعور الناس كانوا كالدمى ”
― إيليا أبو ماضي, الأعمال الشعرية الكاملة

“إن في النساء جرحا لا يلتئم بالمرة.”
― نيكوس كازانتزاكي, Zorba the Greek

“I believe there is something out there watching us. Unfortunately, it's the government.”
― Woody Allen

“All people know the same truth. Our lives consist of how we choose to distort it.”
― Woody Allen

“I read in self-defense.”
― Woody Allen

“It's about Russia.”
― Woody Allen

“أريد أن أعيش في حياتي المقبلة "رجوعاً إلى الخلف" . حيث تبدأ ميتاً ، فتزيح الموت من الطريق ، ثم تستيقظ في دار للمسنين وتشعر أنك تصبح أفضل كل يوم. ثم يطردونك من دار المسنين لكونك قد أصبحت في صحة تامة ، فتذهب لجمع راتبك التقاعدي ،ومن ثم عند بدء العمل ، يهدونك ساعة ذهبية ويقيمون لك حفلة في اليوم الأول . تستمر في العمل لمدة أربعين عاما حتى تصبح شابا بما يكفي لتتمتع بتقاعدك . تذهب إلى الحفلات ، وتشرب الخمر ، وتصير - على وجه العموم - منحلاً ، ثم تصير على استعداد للإلتحاق بالمدارس الثانوية. ثم تنتقل إلى المدرسة الابتدائية ،ثم تصبح طفلا ، تلعب. الآن لا يوجد لديك مسؤوليات ، وتصبح طفلا رضيعاً إلى أن تأتي لحظة ولادتك ، وبعد ذلك تقضي آخر تسعة أشهر من حياتك عائماً في ظروف شبيهة بالمنتجعات الفاخرة ، مستفيداً من التدفئة المركزية وخدمة الغرف ،ويقل حجمك أرباعاً كل يوم ومن ثم ............
فوالاااااااا تنتهي حياتك كهزة جماع”
― Woody Allen

“Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door —
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore —
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore —
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door —
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; —
This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"— here I opened wide the door; —
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" —
Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore —
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; —
'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door —
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door —
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore —
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning— little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door —
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven

“One should always be in love. That's the reason one should never marry.”
― Oscar Wilde

“I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

“Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can't concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don't think two people could have been happier 'til this terrible disease came. I can't fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can't even write this properly. I can't read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that – everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can't go on spoiling your life any longer. I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been. V.”
― Virginia Woolf

“I really don't see anything romantic in proposing. It is very romantic to be in love. But there is nothing romantic about a definite proposal. Why, one may be accepted. One usually is, I believe. Then the excitement is all over. The very essence of romance is uncertainty. If ever I get married, I'll certainly try to forget the fact.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

“So I began to think maybe it was true that when you were married and had children it was like being brainwashed, and afterward you went about as numb as a slave in a totalitarian state.”
― sylvia plath, The Bell Jar

“I do not think you can name many great inventions that have been made by married men.”
― Nikola Tesla